I drive much to fast...

I usually enjoy driving fast, I love to hear the engine revving. and sometimes, I like it when the wind blows my hair.

but today I decided that I drive much much to fast, and that it is really not all it is cracked up to be.
today I was rushing home to change to get to work on time, and I almost hit a dog. And then, I was so terrified, and flustered, and upset that I started crying hysterically, and I almost hit a tree because it is very hard to drive when your vision is impaired by tears.

and then tonight, when I was driving home, I was driving fast again, until I stopped at the end of the road, and I took a look around, and I looked up at the sky, and I saw the stars, and the Cheshire cat moon smiling down at me... and it made me wonder, what would it be like if everything in my life passed by me as fast as I pass by all the trees and houses, and pretty scenes when I drive in my car... wouldn't that just suck... and maybe it does, and I just don't know it or appreciate it enough to know it. I sure hope that that is not the case...

but in any case, driving fast, is overrated, and it is a habit I hope to break.